Death On The Fringe Poem by Kurt Philip Behm
Death On The Fringe
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The older I get,
the louder the Muse does parade
The shorter the moment,
the deeper her message invades
The older I get,
distant voices wither and fade
With death on the fringe
—all focus recentered and staged
(Villanova Pennsylvania: May,2016)
Wednesday, May 4, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: death
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